What the future holds (plus a bonus story)
October 4, 2010 § Leave a comment
Cataclysm is looming on the horizon, and patch 4.0.1 is right around the corner. However, aside from telling you folks that I only log in once every other day or so to sell [Solid Sky Sapphire]’s, I have nothing WoW related to talk about right now. But that’s not really new information. I already told y’all I’m on hiatus–although clearly I’m not very good at hiatus-ing. I guess it’s only a ‘sort-of hiatus’. A kind of, ‘I-may-or-may-not-write-posts-now-but-they-won’t-be-at-all-regular-and-probably-won’t-be-WoW-related-until-Cataclysm-comes-out hiatus’. Sometimes I really want to tell y’all an anecdote or two, but I don’t want people to be disappointed if/when I don’t write regularly. However, I also want to make sure that y’all know that regular (the goal is to get up to twice a week again) posts of some form or another will be forthcoming upon the arrival of Cataclysm. I hope so anyway. If not, I’ll have to re-evaluate my blogging goals.
I see one of 3 things happening:
- I love the expansion, it fires me up about the game again, and I continue much as I have been; passionately and intelligently discussing the game while occasionally tossing in non-WoW-related anecdotes.
- I only kind of like the expansion and grow bored with it rapidly. I no longer have anything interesting to say about the game, because the game no longer holds my interest. I let my WoW account lapse, and stop updating this blog until eventually I make one of those lame ‘farewell posts’ and 2a) stop posting, but leave all the previous posts up or 2b) delete this blog in its entirety.
- I loose interest in the game and/or writing about it, but still want to continue blogging. In that event I would 3a) stop posting on this site and ‘freeze’ it–locking posts and comments–but move it to a domain name that I don’t have to pay to renew every year; 3b) completely stop posting about the game, but leave the site as is and continue to blog about whatever tickles my fancy under the guise of ‘The Cranky Old Gnome’; or 3c) archive all the WoW related posts (re: delete from this website and store them either on a free domain name or just my own hard-drive) and only talk about non-wow things.
I can’t predict the future so I can’t really say which of these things will happen. I do know which ones are most likely. Regardless of whether or not I enjoy Cataclysm I will keep blogging. If I no longer want to post about World of Warcraft related topics, I will probably let this site revert back to it’s original “https://crankyoldgnome.wordpress.com/” domain name, but leave all the posts up and continue to allow comments. Then I will probably start up a new site, and talk primarily about what it’s like to work in the entertainment industry. Maybe call it something like “A Hard Day’s Work”. Or something.
Now, here’s a story about my creepy roommate.
I awoke at 330am to a strange noise coming from the kitchen. It was this metalic crunching noise, over and over again. *ka-chunk* *ka-chunk* I slowly crept in and found my (drunk as all get out) roommate stabbing a can of tomato sauce with my butcher knife.
When I asked him what the hell he was doing he paused, and slurred, “Well, you packed up the can opener.”
Not really knowing how exactly to respond to that (aside from ‘oh yes, how selfish of me to pack up my own can opener’), I said, “That… knife is for food, not metal! You’re going to dull the fuck out of it!”
Through his drunken haze, he looked at the knife, then back at me (by this time I’d moved aaaaaaaaaaall the way across the room–as he was still holding the knife…and drunk…), looked at the knife, looked at me, and garbled, “nah, it won’t dull the knife bro.”
Again, not knowing how to respond to the magnificent triumph in logic and reason, all I could muster was, “Yes it will, that’s how knives work!”
He started up again, mumbling something about how it stabbing a metal can totally won’t dull the knife, and how uncool it was of me to pack up the can opener, but I interupted him and said, “Look the bottom line is, unless you want to buy that knife set off me, then do not use my knives as can openers. I don’t care what you do or do not believe about how knives get dull. I am telling you right now, do not. Use my knives. To open cans.”
After what seemed like an eternity, he finally put the knife in the sink, grabbed a fork, and went back to stabbing the can.
Just four more weeks…just four more weeks….
Just four more weeks….just four more weeks.
“[Insert clever sign off phrase here]”